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At last, however, the children were confronted with a difficulty. The helmet had to come off Turly's head, and it wouldn't. "Oh, Turly, it must come off!" said Terry. "Says it won't," said Turly. "Got wedged. Wish it was a little bit more up, that a fellow could see better. Don't bother, Terry, perhaps it'll change its mind. Won't it be a joke to see Nurse's face?"
"Oh, that's better!" cried Terry. "You must take me with you, Turly." "Girls don't ever grow up into famous travellers," said Turly, as he packed his bricks solidly back into their box. "Oh, you stupid! don't they? As if I couldn't run about as well as a person who lies on the floor all day and calls it travelling."
Fortunately there were no chimney-pots on that particular chimney It had a wide opening, and Turly got his head out at the top. "Oh!" said Terry, with her head in the grate, "I hope it won't get all wet, and flop!" "Rain's over!" shouted Turly. "I've got such a splendid view! Walsh and Lally and a whole pack of them are running down the avenue; going to look for us, I suppose. Hullo!
"Then we should both have been drowned," said Turly, "for I should have pulled and kicked, I know I should, and the boat would have gone over on top of us." "Oh, poor Gran'ma!" cried Terry.
"Oh, now," said Terry, "we can give the dear little song-birds their breakfast! Just see how they are running like little chickens to be fed!" However, only now was the fighting to begin. The thrushes pecked the blackbirds, and the blackbirds flew at the thrushes, and both beat back the little redbreasts and tomtits. "Rascals!" said Turly; "they are every bit as bad as the crows!"
It would rather have me!" cried Turly, dancing about impishly at the same time, trying to shake the pot off his head by the movement. "Do you mean to be disobedient, Turlough?" "The pot is awfully disobedient," said Turly. "I tell you it won't come off." "We'll see about that," said Nurse Nancy, putting her hands to the pot. But to her consternation it refused to move.
Turly dressed himself in a few of Granny's best oriental embroideries, and armed himself with the brass fire-irons. "It's war, you know!" he explained to Terry. "Play Malbrook again. But I'm not going to be killed, I can tell you. I'd just like to see anybody trying to do it." "Oh, Turly, you must be killed, because you have no helmet! Oh, I know where I can get you one!"
Hasn't he grown fat and big! Come close up, Turly dear; Granny wants to hug you." The hugs were given in plentiful measure and then Turly, who had been standing aside, looking rather abashed, plucked up courage and remained by Gran'ma's knee. He was a sturdily-built little fellow, with large, dark eyes and a square forehead, ordinarily rather silent and slow in his movements.
"I thought it looked like a kill when I saw it hanging there," said Turly. And he hung it up again and closed the door of that press. "Now I'm sure this is Gran'ma's wedding-dress," said Terry. "It's white, you know, though it looks gray, because it's so long ago!" Many other curious discoveries were made, and at last Turly declared he was so hungry that he was sure it must be dinner-time.
Then they saw a man in the dress of a fisherman look up and stand staring at them as if he did not believe they were human children. "I suppose he thinks we're mermaids," said Terry. "I hope he won't, because then he might leave us here all night." "We haven't got fishes' tails," said Turly; "anyone could see that. I don't believe he's such a stupid. See, he's pointing us out to another man!
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